Masked Ninja Novels & Stories

It was the only way. Naraja: “I don’t care how much pain that I go through nor how much you put me through. As long as I get my hands on you, then I’ll be all good you bastard.” ???: “Pfft, sure. Bring it on hotshot!” The mysterious black human-like monster figure threw two fast jabs at Naraja’s face, but in a split second he ducked beneath those two fatal attacks, then Naraja put most of his weight into his right leg to perform an uppercut.

He had a good grip on his pistol as he positioned his upper body in great stance and got in on fast accurate shots. Glasses break continuously. In one sway, Brett’s mini blades killed three guys who were about to attack. While Adam’s in charge of defense, Brett ruled the close combats. They are the best combination – the formidable fighters. But that was only in their human forms. Without showing who they really are, no one was able to defeat them. Until seconds later, the customers inside the illegal gambling place escaped away. When everything scattered, two men swift their enemies. "Everyone is running away," Brett chuckled while catching his breath. “Does it mean we can change our appear

With a soft nod, she grabbed Katie's hand, just about returning the relieved smile on Katie's face as they headed for the treeline that other girls had disappeared into. Lucas snarled as he knocked the gun out of the hands of one of Nathaniel's men. It didn't surprise him that the coward would arm his men with guns but they were useless against the raid. With a swift kick to the chest, he sent the startled male flying into the unforgivingly hard trunk of a frozen pine tree. A grunt mingled with the wet smack of the man's skull cracking against the bark before he fell lifelessly onto the snowy ground.

They tied me up, stripped me off my uniform, and made me watch as they dipped the knife in some type of clear liquid. That is not just any other ordinary knife. It's silver. My wolf recognized the liquid as its scent drifted in the air toward us. She growled menacingly, yet for some reason she didn't fight for control. As much as I want to sink my claws and teeth into that bitch's neck, I couldn't let her out anyway knowing the consequences it would well cause me. Scarlet stood in confidence with her two goons by her side, glaring daggers at me like I was some cockroach she wanted to exterminate immediately.

He nodded, "now go and wear something more nerdy—wear glasses as well. You should make yourself look unrecognisable." "For fuck's sake," I muttered before going to my room to change. I wore a plain shirt and jeans along with my sneakers and of course, a pair of glasses. Then I left for school. Surprisingly, both me and Ares arrived at the same time. Ares arrived in a fancy car while I took a cheap car as Diana Cooper wasn't someone rich. "From assassin to nerd." Ares mocked as he stared at me from top to bottom. "From mafia king to student." I retorted, ignoring the fact that he was looking hot as hell.

She was the epitome of grace under pressure. Sasha was less composed than Aki, but he could take care of business just as decisively. He generated ice nunchakus and activated his Yami o Miru Me Jutsu (Night Vision) to see in the fog. He dropped two pirates easily enough. One was a weird fire Slayer with a Mandarin hat, a catfish mustache and terribly rotten teeth; the last didn’t stop him from grinning and laughing maniacally. Sasha suspected he felt an adrenalin rush each time he threw dangerous explosives, which seemed to be his specialization. Those were small spheres made of rough glass and stuck with short fuses. He must’ve planned to lob his bombs at random and watch everything go up i

A taser is an electromagnetic device that, when it shocks your body, causes numbness and temporary paralysis of your muscles, heart, and brain if you can't withstand it. "Damn it, why did you call him 'boss'? That'll make him suspicious. You know everyone calls him 'master,'" Blood Claw snapped at his fellow Dragon Knights as he read the text the man had sent to Dustin. "You never called him 'master', I already sent it. What else could I do?" the man shot back defensively. "You idiot, if you'd seen how Master Black Mamba fights, you'd know he'd be suspicious. Not this dumbass texting him," Scarlet Blade cursed, then kicked Soleil, making her wince in pain from the blow.

Thank God there were no traffic cops in Bridger National Forest at least! As she walked into Valley Market, cart at the ready, she noticed a striking young woman in the produce section. She had long blonde hair sporting the most intricate braids Liv had ever seen, as well as silver and leather jewelry surrounding her neck and both wrists. A beautiful, swirling black tattoo ringed one lean, toned bicep. She looked like some modern-day Viking shield maiden. Liv was fascinated. She'd always loved Viking stories though she didn't know that much about actual Norse legends. Just as she was about to go over and ask her where she had gotten the braids done, a huge man stalked up to the woman aggress

The first ninja threw a blade towards the men protecting their target. As soon as the ninja threw his throwing star, the old man dodged then fired in the same direction, hitting her warrior in the head. Then they heard a gurgling sound and turned to look behind them and saw a warrior with his neck split. Their eyes widen trying to find where the killer came from. “What the hell was that?” One of her men said, looking around in a panic. “We have women charging this way.” One of the warriors said, into the coms. Even though they were minus ten men from the other car. She had thirty men left, so they still outnumbered them. She wasn't worried about losing, she was worried about Shawn and his fa

Marcus moved with a fluid, defensive rhythm, his submachine gun keeping the secondary rank of the garrison pinned behind the stone lanterns of the courtyard. Ren Tanaka fought beside them, his short curved sword a blur of gold light that clashed against the iron naginatas with a constant, rhythmic static. He was bleeding from a shallow cut on his left cheek, his nylon bomber jacket torn to shreds, but his gold Alpha eyes were wild with the manic joy of a rebel who had finally found a cause worth dying for. He parried a vertical strike from a Kurogane captain, his steel blade sliding along the iron shaft before he pivoted and drove his point through the captain’s throat armor, the man collaps